"How much?" Jack asked."One hundred euros," the announcer said."And are we talking real fucking here?" Jack asked. "Some of the girls round here seem ...to have problems translating that word. They seem to think it means giving you a wank or rubbing your cock against their neck while they pretend to give you a blow job." Yes, real fucking," the announcer said. "Your dick in her cunt. No tricks. No asking for more money."Jack thought about it."There is one condition though," the announcer. This time I tucked it in my bra. Soon finding out they have more than just one use. Later that evening after we sat down and ate, I collected my toiletries purse. Making sure my new razors and shaving cream were inside, then headed for the ladies shower building across the park. Thinking back to the last time and one of only a few, that I had attempted to shave my privates. My mother always being so against the idea of shaving anywhere near there, would make sure the only time I was to be. Imelda is looking after them.”“Ball pool?”“Miraculous appearance,” Jude replied with a grin.“Oh, right,” I chuckled.“Ah, as I expected, she’s opted for Jian swords,” he noted.“I suspect Morgana is competent at least in them.”“Yes, though Fen will be more so, though not good enough. Morgana is very good with the similar sized spatha.”I nodded; I’d practiced fencing and various other martial arts with Morgana and had only ever once come close to beating her with a blade, as opposed to Mage. I went to reposition my breast when, without my doing anything, sure enough my son moved in his sleep and latched on. I wasn't prepared for how hard he sucked right away and I caught my breath, letting out a small yelp. It felt good... really good. He was sucking and slurping at my breast, eagerly trying to drink my milk, and I loved it. I let him do that for a few minutes, watching and feeling a strange combination of motherly love and deep arousal. The arousal was only intensified by the.